I chickened out. It wasn't that I didn't think I was sure about her, but I wasn't certain that she felt the same way about me. After all, we had only ...een together for a few weeks and neither of us was saying the words. I was afraid that it might frighten her off and she ... well ... I just didn't know.I had looked around and found myself a car that I could take Dana out in without having to use the truck. Actually, Dana found the car after two weeks of hard searching. It wasn't some sports car. She twirled her fingers in a half circle and cupped the underneath of his chin a split second before whisking herself around and heading to the center of the bar to pour him a draft beer. When she returns, she sees a grin from ear to ear on his face. She admired the way his shirt hugged his built chest and bulging arms. ‘Here is your cold one, you sexy hunk. I will see you soon.’ Tabitha gave him a quick grin before focusing her attention to the next customer. She heard the young man who was. A bit of shock to the heart that just continued beating harder at the fucking. They had each other in hand. Him a breast and her pubic bone/clit. Her, the other tit and his shaft and balls. Bouncing down. Lifting up. Impacting wetly.Inside her without rubber was even better. That perfect fit with naked friction. All that movement within her so much more relevant. It began pulling him into unexpected readiness. His balls making unexpected demands. “You’re so fucking hot I’m going to cum!” he. ”“A used rubber?” I nearly shouted.“It was in the bottom of the box under the tequila,” she flatly replied. “Mom picked it up, looked at it and remarked, 'what a waste'.”“That's a bit gross,” I remarked.“Anyway, we opened a bottle of wine and drank a toast to the newlyweds. I made a remark about them enjoying their honeymoon. They were going to St Thomas, and then mom made the remark about me going without.”“Going without?” I quizzed.“I was puzzled too, and then she joked 'your sign'.”I.